Bismillah. ( Glory be to Allah and i begin with praise of Him'.)

The beauty of our women.

She's smart, modest, coy and witty, mashallah and she is so pretty. shes your nana, mother, sister and neice, without whom i know, i'd be missing a peice. she works, cooks and cleans, loves to drive, travel and ooh she also loves to reaad.
Most non-muslims would say that she was oppressed but thats probably because of the way that she is dressed, if only they knew she was too keen to impress! Allahu Akbar! she would so openly express...that life was nothing but a test.

She would explain with pure ettiquite, yet standing her ground, with words so peircing that even the non-believers would frown, my dear sister truly did outshine those women in the crowd, that wear clothes so revealing, and in shaytans eyes; definently more appealing.
Mashallah, she didnt succumb to temptation, she lowered her gaze and continued on her way as the time had come to go and pray, while the women in the office gossiped all day and complained about the men who talk to their blouses all day and the men who were interested but in the wrong way. Please ask yourselves women of today, how opressed was she when she went off to pray??
Remember that time you took that tumble and she came to your rescue with a smile so humble, she scooped you up and told you with no fear baby dont worry im here, im here.
Remember how she wrapped you up in her fragranced scarf, and when you were out still showed you her love, cuddled you up and in secret, lifted up her veil, and told you great tales and made you smile without fail. She is amazing isn't she? no one can compare, never opressed and never reluctant to share, a home full of happiness, laughter, joy and that contagious smile, a man would most definently travel for miles and miles, just for a glimpse of her natural beauty, a man who was also striving for his call of duty.
A man will travel to the other side of the world in search for his other half if Allah willed, and i assure you her relatives will be pleased, Allah knows best! she would agree... as he is all powerful, all knowing and highly skilled :) Allahu Akbar!
The beauty of our women is truly a treasure, safeguarding our chastity with fear and with pleasure, i wish we were all like this as this so called opression would end. The beauty of our women is a true gift that was sent. 
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ida nufary 

to my sis, you know who are you :)

This poem is dedicated to my precious sister who is expecting a fourth child by the will of Allah.Life tested her beyond misery,I'm proud to share her blood....

Fresh, the breath of life within.
Thee, whose heart is bold.

Strong, the bones that form the image.
Thee, whose love you hold.

Sweet the lips you've not yet kissed.
A creation to protect and guide.

Wholesome and true,Gods gift to you,
A family by your side.

Deny not your soul of your life long goal.
Keep high that beautiful head.

Our friendship so rare and blood that we share.
Know the cruel past is gone and dead.

love u always...hug ur bump 4 me!

Ida Nufary

When You Look At Me ,

WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME
ALL YOU CAN SEE
IS THE SCARF THAT COVERS MY HAIR.
MY WORDS YOU CAN'T HEAR
BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO FULL OF FEAR,
MOUTH GAPING, ALL YOU DO IS STARE.

YOU THINK IT'S NOT MY OWN CHOICE,
IN YOUR OWN "LIBERATION" YOU REJOICE.
YOU'RE SO THANKFUL THAT YOU'RE NOT ME.
YOU THINK I'M UNEDUCATED,
TRAPPED, OPPRESSED AND SUBJUGATED.
YOU'RE SO THANKFUL THAT YOU ARE FREE.

BUT WESTERN WOMAN YOU'VE GOT IT WRONG-
YOU'RE THE WEAK AND I'M THE STRONG,
FOR I'VE REJECTED THE TRAP OF MAN.
FANCY CLOTHES-LOW NECK, SHORT SKIRT,
THESE ARE DEVICES FOR PAIN AND HURT,
v I'M NOT FALLING FOR THAT LITTLE PLAN.

ALWAYS JUMPING TO THE MALE AGENDA,
COMPETING ON HIS TERMS.
NO JOB SHARE, NO CRECHE FACILITIES,
NO FEEDING AND NAPPY CHANGING AMENITIES.
NO TIME OFF FOR MENSTRUAL PAIN-
"HORMONES" THEY LAUGH "WHAT A SHAME."
NO EQUAL PAY FOR EQUAL SKILL-
YOUR JOB THEY CAN ALWAYS FILL.
NO PROMOTION UNLESS YOU'RE STERILISED.
NO PROMOTION UNLESS YOU'RE SEXUALLY TERRORISED.
AND IS THIS LIBERATION?

I'M A PERSON WITH IDEAS AND THOUGHT,
I'M NOT FOR SALE, I CAN'T BE BOUGHT.
I WON'T DECORATE ANYONE'S ARM,
NOR BE PROMOTED FOR MY CHARM.
THER'S MORE TO ME THAN PLAYING COY.

LIVING LIFE AS A BALANCING GAME-MOTHER,
DAUGHTER,WIFE,NURSE,CLEANER,COOK,LOVER-
AND STILL BRING HOME A WAGE.
WHO THOUGHT UP THIS MODERN "FREEDOM"
WHERE MAN CAN LOVE 'EM AND MAN CAN LEAVE 'EM
THIS IS NOT FREE BUT LIFE IN A CAGE.

WESTERN WOMAN YOU CAN HAVE YOUR LIFE
MINE-IT HAS LESS STRIFE.
I COVER AND I GET RESPECTED
SURELY THAT'S TO BE EXPECTED-
FOR I WON'T DEMEAN THE FEMININE
I WON'T LIVE TO A MALE CRITERION.
I DANCE TO MY OWN TUNE,
AND I HOPE YOU SEE THIS VERY SOON,
FOR YOUR OWN SAKE-WAKE UP AND USE YOUR SIGHT!
ARE YOU SO SURE THAT YOU ARE RIGHT?

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By Ida Nufary